Imprisoned کے بول

...Toujours emprisonné, désireux de ne plus l'être... Held back by superhuman strengths I can't rise to the virgin sky overwhelmed with sorrow, I rise my hands for not to be swamped in the oceans of tears where I struggle in vain Imprisoned in reality illusion is the only exit to fly away without ever falling again can death free me out the invisible chains May I reach one day the highest point in the airs where something will teach me the wisdom of freedom Through the snow, the water or the sands the result remains only the same crushed by the vile atmosphere or blackened by the insurmountable walls Imprisoned in this cell called world death is my only hope to flee with never be free can something show me at last the unknown exit May I reach one day the highest point in the airs where something will teach me the wisdom of freedom